| I’ve been gloomin', and doomin' so long
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| I don’t think I can carry on down
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| This long and winding road now
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| Can’t you see that doom’s been, gloomin' too long?
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| But I don’t doubt we can stick it out
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| So when you hold me, hold me closer
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| Severed is the head that wears the crown
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| Bleedin' through people to see these stars
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| I’m needed in cities large
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| Look down, tote out, break down these walls
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| A stupid man could evolve
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| Losers told me I wouldn’t be on the Earth for this long
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| My resurgence was strong, what do I do this for?
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| Gotta relieve, gotta release, everything beautiful
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| My fabric needs, kiss my niece, money don’t soothe the soul
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| Ain’t nobody perfect anyway, mama poured a glass of Minute Maid
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| Rid me from the evils thataway, the ones I gotta say
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| We could start a commotion
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| We can’t help it, it’s perpetual motion (motion)
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| It’s just a drop in the ocean (ocean)
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| My crown of thorns in the city of roses, yeah
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| But it feels so right (la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
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| And it feels so right (la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
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| Real music’s still winnin', fake niggas don’t get on
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| Just a message to myself, mirror, mirror, on the wall
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| This that Arc, Portugal., Meechy Dark—Juice go off
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| This my destiny written on the wall, played my part
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| Real music’s still winnin', fake niggas don’t get on
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| Just a message to myself, mirror, mirror, on the wall
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| This that Arc, Portugal., Meechy Dark—Juice go off
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| This my destiny written on the wall, played my part
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| I’ve been gloomin', and doomin' so long
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| I don’t think I can carry on down
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| This long and winding road now
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| Can’t you see that doom’s been, gloomin' too long?
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| But I don’t doubt we can stick it out
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| So when you hold me, hold me closer
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| Severed is the head that wears the crown
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| No one gets out alive
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| So we livin' like we already died
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| No one will ever understand but the sky
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| Sometimes it’s hard to focus with these voices inside the mind
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| I’m a demon to some, I’m a angel to others
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| Gotta die for what you love or love until it kills you
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| Don’t be the type to talk about shit and not live it
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| I manifested every single one of my visions
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| So I only blame myself when I don’t make it to the finish
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| Please don’t let this perception become your reflection
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| Uh, but excuse my aggression 'cause my tribe called for questions
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| If I’m made in God’s image, tell me why am I blemished?
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| Simple question, huh, quite perplexin'
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| Them snakes will say they love you but hate you, that’s type deceptive
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| My voice a controlled substance, ingest this
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| Might fuck around and fail your drug test, reckless
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| I’ve been gloomin', and doomin' so long
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| I don’t think I can carry on down
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| This long and winding road now
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| Can’t you see that doom’s been, gloomin' too long?
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| But I don’t doubt we can stick it out
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| So when you hold me, hold me closer
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| Severed is the head that wears the crown
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| Real music’s still winnin', fake niggas don’t get on
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| Just a message to myself, mirror, mirror, on the wall
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| This that Arc, Portugal., Meechy Dark—Juicego off
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| This my destiny written on the wall, played my part
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| Real music’s still winnin', fake niggas don’t get on
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| Just a message to myself, mirror, mirror, on the wall
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| This that Arc, Portugal., Meechy Dark—Juice go off
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| This my destiny written on the wall, played my part
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| I’ve been gloomin', and doomin' so long
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| I don’t think I can carry on down
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| This long and winding road now
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| Can’t you see that doom’s been, gloomin' too long?
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| But I don’t doubt we can stick it out
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| So when you hold me, hold me closer
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| Severed is the head that wears the crown |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crown , by - Flatbush Zombies. Song from the album Vacation In Hell, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп